I stand in the shadows with my guns in my handsSmoke from the barrow's I have just killed another man.The blood flow's like a river from the hole in his head.No dough about it this man is dead.Ask me how I fell as I turn and walk away?I cannot seem to care is my answer today.Now with demons in my head make me wish That I were deadSo take away my gun's before I put them to my headBut yet I go on for what I do not knowThe devil has the deed to my soulAnd I know that he will never let go